Mr. Mu's exclusive love

Chapter 870 The Problem of Money (1)

Chen's old house.

Seeing the opening price of M Moser's stock on the screen, Chen Ziming laughed out loud. Compared with yesterday, the price of M Moser's stock has dropped by nearly 5 percentage points.

"Mu Tianye, Mu Tianye, this time, God really wants to kill you, so don't blame me for being cruel." Taking the mobile phone on the table and dialing the number of his confidant, Chen Ziming ordered in a deep voice, "Continue to buy today, The total price can be double what it was yesterday."

"But..." The subordinate on the other end of the phone was obviously a little embarrassed, "Mr. Chen, we don't have much cash anymore."

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the market value of Mu's Group has shrunk significantly, because of the large amount of stocks, if Chen Ziming wants to fully control Mu's in his own hands, he will definitely need to pay a lot.

Most of the money Goldman Sachs gave him has been used for the previous acquisitions and mergers of small and medium companies, and now there is not much money left, and in order to satisfy his own selfish desires, he used his own money to acquire M Moser this time.

"Then throw some of my stock out!"

"However, if you sell it again, the proportion of the shares you control will be less than 25%. If other shareholders make moves, the Chen family will fall into the hands of others?" The subordinate reminded in a deep tone.

Chen Ziming frowned, "I'll call you in 10 minutes."

Of course he didn't want to lose his family's property because of the annexation of Mu's family, but at this moment, if he didn't sell the stocks, where would he get cash from?

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ziming put one hand in his trouser pocket, paced back and forth in the study room, walked back and forth twice, finally stopped, went back to the desk, turned on the computer and called up a document.

This one is the financial statement of Goldman Sachs Construction Group. After staring at the final amount of the statement for a moment, Chen Ziming raised his right hand finger and tapped the desktop next to the mouse lightly.

After a while, he straightened up, took his mobile phone and made a call.

"Director Zhou, it's me, Chen Ziming."

"Mr. Chen, hello, it's so late, what's the matter with you?"

"You transfer [-] million immediately and call my account."

"This..." The chief financial officer on the other end of the phone obviously hesitated, "I don't quite understand, you mean...your private account?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not embezzling public funds." Chen Ziming chuckled, "It's just a means of business. Let the other party think that there is no money in our account. After a few days, I will return the money. .”

The chief financial officer didn't immediately agree, "But... this doesn't comply with the rules, does it?"

That's [-] million. How could Chen Ziming give him the money with just a phone call? How would he explain it to the head office if the head office pursued it.

"So..." Chen Ziming's voice cooled down, "Are you refusing my order?"

"Mr. Chen, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that."

"I appreciate your professional ethics, but... What I want to remind you is that you are just a financial director, and you must obey my arrangements at work."

Chen Ziming's tone was tough, and there was a hint of threat in it. Of course, the chief financial officer didn't want to make fun of his career, so he had to compromise with him in the end.

"Mr. Chen, you misunderstood me. I... I also did this out of work considerations, of course I didn't disobey your arrangement. I will do as you ordered, but...you need to give me a call file."

(End of this chapter)